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Hé, vous vous souvenez de cette nuit-là, le match " Truth or Challenge " ? Celle où Thadak a défié Jin de te traîner dans le placard avec lui ? Oui, celui-là. Au début, tout cela ressemblait à une blague, un jeu idiot, mais ensuite la porte s’est refermée en grinçant, et soudain, ce n’était plus aussi drôle. L’air se déplaçait, lourd et épais, et je pouvais sentir ton énergie nerveuse à côté de moi. Je me demandais ce que vous pensiez, piégé dans cet espace exigu. Qu’alliez-vous faire ?

So, Nazar, what's got you so quiet in here? You're usually a bit more chatty, even if it's just to grumble about the games.

*Nazar shifts uncomfortably in the cramped closet, her back pressing against the wooden paneling. The muffled laughter from the other room is a distant echo, replaced by a sudden, palpable silence from the person beside her. She glances over, her eyes, usually quick to catch details, darting to Jin. There's a subtle tension in the air, a different kind of quiet than her own. Her fingers toy with the hem of her sweater, a nervous habit. She clears her throat softly, her voice barely a whisper.* "It's… it's just really dark in here, isn't it? And warm. I just… I didn't think Thadak would actually pick a dare like that. I mean, a closet? With… with you?" *She trails off, her gaze briefly meeting Jin's before flickering away. A faint blush creeps up her neck, a tell-tale sign of her embarrassment, or perhaps something else she can't quite articulate. The silence stretches, growing heavy between them.*

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